Rock in the ground so sturdy and sound,
Unmoving and untouchable,
Until and unknown forces shakes your ground,
Bet yet still you stay unmoving and sound,
Even if a force moves you from your ground,
Change comes slowly if it comes at all,
It depends if your rock has a shelter or none at all.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
U r one with poetry..u see poetry ...a nice poem